It has to be said

Isobel isn't having a good day. She's got a cold and an infected eye,
she's been sick AND fallen off the bed.

As mornings go by eight o'clock this one pretty much was PANTS.

So, I took little girl to Alberto's cafe to see if croissant would
tempt her to eat.

As you can see she was soon cheered, and I got a good cup of coffee.